After all, after the initial shock of going through so much, Madam Mo asked the most important question. The little girl in front of her had something important to ask her, but her identity was too suspicious.

These were all written by her, how could she not remember them? She closed her eyes, and every word seemed so familiar before her eyes.

At that time, she submitted all of these to the Yuncheng Poetry Society.

Although Mrs. Mo looked very calm on the surface, her fingers holding the book were still trembling slightly.

Shen Mingxi looked at his hand calmly: "Madam Mo, please sit down and I will tell you slowly."

In fact, she really wanted to transfer her luck and energy to her, but Shen Mingxi didn't dare to do so now, because there was a faint gray aura covering Madam Mo's head, but this gray aura had nothing to do with health, it was obviously her personal emotion.

Therefore, Shen Mingxi didn't dare to act on his own before figuring out the truth. After hearing what Shen Mingxi said, Mrs. Mo didn't insist, but sat on the sofa with the book in her hand.

Shen Mingxi quickly picked up the teapot beside him and poured her a cup of tea. The water was warm. After taking a sip of the water, Mrs. Mo seemed to calm down a lot.

At this time, Shen Mingxi slowly spoke: "My name is Shen Mingxi. Before I was seventeen, I was a little village girl in Kaoshantun, Lanbei County, Beicheng. Since I was seventeen, I have been a member of the Shen family in Yuncheng."

"The Shen family of Yuncheng?"

Mo Yunyan looked at Shen Mingxi in shock. She had never expected this. She only knew that he was an old acquaintance, but she didn't expect that he was from the Shen family in Yuncheng.

The Shen family of Yuncheng, who else could be in the Shen family of Yuncheng?

Only she knew about the Shen family. For a moment, Mo Yunyan's eyes were filled with complicated emotions. She clenched her hands tightly on her knees. This time, she did not stand up in a panic. She just took a deep breath and asked, "Who is Shen Hongxiu to you?"

"Shen Hongxiu is my grandfather, and my father's name is Shen Yu."

Shen Mingxi said slowly that today's matter could not be resolved so quickly, and there were still many twists and turns and bizarre information involved.

For example, the two names Shen Yu and Shen Zhehan, one should be unfamiliar, while the other can be considered familiar.

Mo Yunyan was indeed a little confused for a moment, and her brows furrowed even tighter: "Shen Mingxi, your father's name is Shen Yu, are you sure? And how come you were in Kaoshantun? Did your whole family go there at that time? Who is Shen Zhehan to you?"

This time, Mo Yunyan asked a series of questions, but Shen Mingxi was still not in a hurry. She organized her thoughts and told her the grievances and hatreds that spanned decades bit by bit in the order Mo Yunyan asked.

Shen Mingxi told Mo Yunyan all these things not to seek the support and sympathy of this old lady Mo.

In fact, Shen Mingxi doesn't care about these.

What she cares about is the truth of the matter. Nothing else matters in the face of the truth. Besides, there are some things that cannot be said, so naturally she will not say them. What can be said are already known to everyone.

After Shen Mingxi explained these things clearly, the room fell into an unspeakable silence.

She couldn't help but shook her head and covered her forehead with her hands, but there was no problem with her physical condition. Shen Mingxi was relieved after observing her for a while, and then quietly enveloped her with a little bit of energy.

Because Shen Mingxi also discovered that the gray aura on Mo Yunyan's head should be a reaction to her emotions, and it would not conflict with the energy ball, but she did not dare to use it too much.

Fortunately, this tiny bit of energy was really effective. Mo Yunyan's face gradually returned to normal from the paleness just now.

Mo Yunyan still looked at Shen Mingxi with a complicated expression, and after a while she murmured, "I never thought that you were actually that woman's granddaughter."

That woman naturally refers to their heartless cousin Luo Aofu.

She couldn't say anything bad to the girl in front of her, because this child, her brothers and sisters and even her father, were almost all victims like her.

And her father Shen Yu was even more miserable. He left his biological parents when he was a few months old and was taken back to Kaoshantun by a wet nurse. He never had a good day since he was a child. She really didn't expect that woman Luo Aofu was so disgusting. It can be said that she only lived for herself in her life. Even her death disgusted the Shen family. Such a person really doesn't deserve to die.

She thought that when she went to Yuncheng and arrived at the tomb of this woman, she should ask her whether she had a heart, what kind of heart it was, what color her heart was, what she was thinking when she died? Did she have any regrets about her life? She really hurt one person and hurt another.

Of course, her sympathy for Shen Yu's family was not because she had any feelings for them.

Sometimes people are like this. When they are in the same position of victim, they will definitely sympathize with each other and can quickly understand each other's thoughts, just like comparing their misery with each other. In the end, they can always find a balance from some point.

This is the case with Mo Yunyan now. She has been wandering outside for a long time. She is no longer the simple, kind and ignorant girl she used to be. Her heart has long become cold and hard.

She had to go to Yuncheng originally. She really wanted to see what the descendants of Luo Aofu were like. But the little girl in front of her was the descendant of Luo Aofu, and she could not even think of taking revenge on her.

And Shen Hongxiu, she didn't expect that he had been deceived for so many years. How to say it, is he a stupid man? Mo Yunyan had a hint of coldness on her lips, not quite understanding why this man wanted to publish this poem.

She couldn't help but ask, "Does your grandfather know that you are here this time?"

Shen Mingxi shook his head: "Grandfather doesn't know, but I have told him the news of your return. It's just that the time of publication of this poem is before your return. If he knew that you could come back, he would discuss this matter with you."

After a moment of silence, Mo Yunyan waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's just poetry, it's okay, it doesn't matter whether it's published or not. By the way, do you know anything about the Mo family in Yuncheng?"

Mo Yunyan understood some information, but she wanted to hear what the little girl had to say.

"I only know that the Mo family has a descendant who is now the president of Yuncheng Normal University, but they have long since split up. Some families have already left Yuncheng. Now there seems to be a Mo family in Beijing, but I don't know which family it is."

(End of this chapter)